Chapter 226 Immortals come to help
At this moment, the prehistoric world lost its voice. Many powerful people and those with great supernatural powers never thought that Cang Jie would have such determination, perseverance, and courage. With his weak body, he faced the heavens and proved the truth with his writings, and achieved the status of a literary saint.
This kind of will and spirit is invincible!
Between heaven and earth, the saints were shocked and looked very solemn. Several eyes that seemed to be real fell on Cang Jie, and they sighed.
"Cang Jie is such a bold man!" Tongtian Sect Master admired the supreme will and exclaimed.
"If Cang Jie didn't die, there would be another cultivation system in the prehistoric world!" The Supreme Taoist Master had a vicious look in his eyes and thought of many things at once. The future of the human race is limitless.
"Cang Jie created the way of literature and should be the ancestor of humanities, on par with the martial ancestor Xuantian!" Nuwa Niangniang exclaimed.
"The luck of the human race has greatly increased, and it is worthy of being the protagonist of heaven and earth! The East is really a land of outstanding people and beautiful scenery!" As if thinking of something, the Taoist Jieyin sighed secretly, and his face became more sad.
"The human race is really enviable. The Martial Ancestor Xuantian, plus the Sage of Literature Cangjie, the Emperor Fuxi, it is really..." The Saint Zhunti was helpless, his face was full of bitterness, and he was even more worried about the future of the Western Church.
"The ancestor of literature Cangjie, you can create the Palace of the Sage of Literature in the ancestral land, and it will be on par with the Palace of the Emperor of Martial Arts!"
At this time, the voice of the Martial Ancestor Xuantian came from the ancestral land. Obviously, he recognized Cangjie's status. Many human masters showed joy. The human race has added another master of enlightenment, and their luck has greatly increased.
"Thank you, the ancestor of the human race!" Cangjie nodded and thanked.
"One literary and one martial, one tension and one relaxation, the way of literature, the way of martial arts, not bad!" Even the always serious Yuanshi Saint Lord also praised.
A group of great masters also praised Cang Jie. In addition to congratulating Cang Jie on his enlightenment, they were inevitably a little bitter. Even a descendant of the human race had achieved enlightenment, but they, the great gods of the ancient mythological era, had not yet succeeded. It was inevitable that they would feel a little bit of a blow.
After a round of congratulations, they all dispersed. At this time, Gongsun Xuanyuan of the Youxiong clan came to the tribe and asked to see Cang Jie.
Cang Jie thought for a while and knew the purpose of Xuanyuan's coming here. He wanted to invite him to deal with Chi You. However, from the moment he became a saint, he knew that the saints must not directly interfere in the affairs of the human race, otherwise it would affect the enlightenment of the emperor of the human race, and then affect the luck of the human race. If the saints want to take action, they can only do it through their disciples and others.
So, he said to the person next to him: "Go tell Xuanyuan that I am going to the ancestral land to open up the Wensheng Palace. The saints should not interfere in the affairs of the emperor. Let him go back."
"Yes, Wenzu!"
Cangjie sighed slightly and stopped caring. At the moment of his enlightenment, he got the things that happened later through the secrets of heaven, and he didn't need to worry about it.
Outside, after listening to the report of the visitor, Xuanyuan had no choice but to return disappointed. The affairs of the human race still depend on himself. The two races are fighting, and the unification of the human race is in sight. He has to worry about it, which is related to his enlightenment and the position of the emperor.
In Kunlun Mountain, Yuanshi summoned the white crane boy and said to him: "Go and ring the golden bell and summon your brothers and sisters. I have something important to tell you!"
"Yes, sir!" The white crane boy bowed and retreated.
Soon, Yuanshi's major disciples came to the main hall of Yuxu Palace.
"Greetings, teacher!"
The disciples looked at Yuanshi, who was becoming more and more majestic, and bowed.
"Well, today I will notify you to notify you. The emperor competing for the final battle is about to start. If you are intentional, you can help Er Ji Xuanyuan to help him get the provenance of the emperor's fruit." He said faintly. "Remember, I am not afraid of anyone, whoever wants to bully, then go back!" "Yes, teacher!" Everyone listened to this and wondered what was thinking, but at least he was respectful to Yuan Shi. " Available. Everyone said to Guangchengzi:
"Big Brother, we are willing to lend a hand. If there is anything we can do, just tell us."
"Thank you, fellow disciples!"
Guangchengzi naturally agreed. Although they would share a lot of the merits of the Emperor, there was nothing they could do. Chiyou, the demon god who was comparable to the ancestor witch, was too powerful, and his Nine Li demon soldiers were even more terrifying.
It was not only the Chan Sect that valued the merits of the Emperor in the world. The Heavenly Court and the Western Sects were also eyeing it covetously. The Heavenly Court sent the Nine Heavens Mysterious Woman to help Xuanyuan. Everyone could see the meaning. The West wanted to send Maitreya to seek a share of the merits, but it was resisted by the Eastern Immortal Realm. When the three religions were enfeoffed as the teachers of the Emperor, they had already made it clear and were united against the outside world.
This war has attracted the attention of countless people in the prehistoric world. Among them, not only the human race, but also the other hundred races, even the dragon race, have shown signs of resurrection. Now that the human race is in civil strife, no one wants the human race to unify, otherwise there will be no status of the ancient hundred races.
In the ancient war between the dragon, phoenix, and unicorn races, the prehistoric hundred races participated in it, and finally ended up with a common destruction. The foundation of each race was exhausted, and all the masters were lost. Now that so many years have passed, they have been able to recover their vitality. Now they want to take advantage of the human race’s civil war to seize the position of the overlord of heaven and earth.
These cannot be ignored by the human race. No one wants a group of enemies to run out from behind and attack during the war.
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Human race, Youxiong clan. Guangchengzi led the people of the Chan sect to meet the emperor Xuanyuan.
"Xuanyuan greets the teacher, and greets all the uncles."
Gongsun Xuanyuan looked at the dozen Taoists in front of him with different descriptions and extraordinary demeanor, and said respectfully. He had seen these people in Kunlun Mountain that year, so he was not very curious. Moreover, he also knew the abilities of his uncles, and this time he had something to ask of them, so he was very respectful to them.
"Well, Xuanyuan doesn't need to be polite!"
Guangchengzi smiled. He was very satisfied with Xuanyuan, his disciple, whose cultivation level improved rapidly. Now he is a Daluo Jinxian, decisive in killing, and very respectful to his master.
"The emperor doesn't need to be polite."
Kong Xuan and other disciples of the Chan sect did not dare to receive such a great courtesy from the emperor for no reason. After the emperor's enlightenment, his status was equivalent to that of a saint. They did not dare to let the emperor salute, and quickly moved their bodies to the side to avoid it.
"Xuanyuan." Guangchengzi looked at Gongsun Xuanyuan and asked, "How is Chiyou doing during my absence?"
"Ah——" Gongsun Xuanyuan sighed and said, "Chiyou is really powerful. In several battles, my Bear Tribe suffered a lot of losses."
Thinking of the many people lost in the war, Gongsun Xuanyuan's heart darkened and his face showed a look of regret.
"Xuanyuan, don't worry. Now that all the immortals of my Chan Sect have arrived, we are naturally not afraid of the demon Chiyou." Guangchengzi smiled.
"Well." Seeing this, Gongsun Xuanyuan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "In a month, we will fight in Zhuolu. At that time, we will need the help of all the uncles."
"We will help the emperor to get rid of Chiyou." Everyone nodded.
All the immortals gathered, waiting for the final battle. The battle for the emperor is also the day when the human race will be unified.
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